Chapter 67 Cultivating Evil Skills, Doglegs Will Die!
The grace of saving his life was greater than the sky, Tang San thought that he had only kowtowed three times, and he would not resurrect his Tang Sect disciple's demeanor, and immediately knocked up again.
The so-called nine is the supreme, and he has to kowtow at least six more.
In this way, it can be shown how grateful he is as a disciple of the Tang Sect!
After kowtowing three more times, a huge figure emerged from mid-air, falling down rapidly, and smashed firmly on Tang San's head.
Dai Mubai was a little confused, alas, where did he go?
After jumping the Great God, the Shura God sat on the ground, maintaining the action of bending his fingers, "I almost forgot to give Tang San, the inheritor, a dog's leg." ”
was hit in the head by Dai Mubai, who was a few hundred pounds, if it weren't for the fact that the soil was very soft, Tang San felt that he was almost hit.
"Damn, what evil thing is going to murder the chosen one?"
Dai Mubai glanced down at his body, "No, I can't help it, I ate too many radishes in the prison." ”
Burst~~~~~
Yellow gas diffused out, and Tang San, who was in urgent need of fresh breathing, almost fainted to death after taking a big breath.
"Actually using poison gas, it really deserves to be an evil thing, waiting for the disciples of the Tang Sect to go out, we must punish the traitors and eliminate the evil, and restore justice!"
Tang San held on to the two pillars, pulled out his head, and his body was a little too strong all of a sudden, and he flew backwards five meters.
"Ahem, cough, fortunately, I am a disciple of the Tang Sect, and all poisons do not invade, this little poison is useless to me."
Tang San rubbed his eyes that were constantly lying with tears, and looked up at the evil person who wanted to kill him.
Seeing this familiar figure, Tang San frowned, why did this "person" look so much like Dai Mubai's pig?
At this moment, a stream of information exploded in Tang San's mind, and Tang San immediately understood everything.
It turns out that this Dai Mubai also has the qualifications to become a god, but at most he has the qualifications to become a second-level god.
It's the dogleg that Lord Shura God found for himself.
"I see." Tang San nodded knowingly, "Okay, it is worthy of Lord Shura, the doglegs I found are all at the prince level." ”
"But...... This dog-legged cultivator is clearly an evil person. It seems that the Shura God also has a time when he doesn't know people. After cultivating such an evil skill, how can he still be worthy of becoming a god, let me Tang San purify him!" ”
Tang San sneered, taking advantage of Dai Mubai's lack of reaction, his brand-new martial soul, the first soul technique of the Shura Seaweed, was activated, and the Shura Sea was entangled!
Dai Mubai looked at Tang San with some confusion, how did a person come out from under his buttocks, could it be that he had just smashed someone?
The blood-red light flickered, and countless red Shura seaweeds immediately broke through the soil and wrapped around Dai Mubai's body.
"Hmph, evil prince, you know how powerful my Tang Sect disciple and God's Chosen One is." Tang San smiled proudly, after this Shura seaweed was entangled, his secret weapon was to hit a fixed target.
Dai Mubai looked at the red grass that climbed on him with some doubts, his body moved slightly, and with a snap, the entangled red vine grass suddenly shattered.
Dai Mubai picked one up casually, put it in his mouth and took a bite, nodding slightly, "This thing tastes good." ”
Glancing down at Tang San, who was like a "little bug", Dai Mubai shook his arm, "Alas, little brother, give my brother some more." ”
After cultivating the special Sunflower Treasure Book, Dai Mubai's weight became heavier and heavier, and his body size increased exponentially, and now he looked like a King Kong with yellow hair.
Hearing Dai Mubai's words, Tang San was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva, this Dai Mubai deserved to be a person who had cultivated evil skills, and he was so evil!
Even the martial soul of me, the inheritor of the gods, dares to eat it, you have a better way to die!
Tang San's Xuantian Gong was running in his body, and a huge blood-red hammer appeared in his left hand, "I'll let you eat, let you eat this Shura mallet, this is a martial soul created by God for me, killing your evil people can be regarded as making the best use of everything." ”
A red object flew towards him, Dai Mubai stretched out his finger and pinched it, looked at it and threw it into his mouth, chewed it, "Thank you brother for the candy, crunchy!" ”
Tang San was completely messy, what kind of evil skill was this guy's cultivation of the Sunflower Treasure Book! How can it be so perverted!
His Xuantian Gong internal strength, secret weapon technique, Shura Divine Martial Soul, and soul technique are actually of no use at all!
"Evil skills are evil skills, the devil is one foot high, the road is one foot high, Dai Mubai, you wait for me, I must kill you."
Tang San sneered, and quickly squatted down and pushed Tang Hao, who was reborn at his feet, "Dad, get up quickly, wake up quickly!" ”
Now he is the chosen one, and the Shura God has found two strong helpers for him.
Dad is an eighty-nine-level Contra Douluo, and Yu Xiaogang has become a seventy-nine-level Soul Saint.
Dai Mubai is just a great soul master, and no matter how strong his evil skills are, he can't be an opponent at the Contra level.
Tang Hao woke up in a daze, and a memory immediately completely merged with him, and immediately recognized that the crooked mouth in front of him was his son.
"Little San'er, what are you doing? I'm sleepy. Tang Hao rolled over and prepared to continue sleeping.
He is not Tang San, he has been served by God in all aspects, and now he has just been resurrected, and his soul and body are still a little incompatible.
"Father, get up and help me kill this wicked man. He was the one who killed us in the first place. Tang San said in a low voice.
"Huh?" Tang Hao hurriedly got up, looked up at the blond-haired man like a hill, and frowned, this was actually the prince he wanted to kill but didn't kill.
I wonder when he Tang Hao suffered this kind of wretchedness!
The Pope of the Wuhun Hall was hammered to death by him, and the great worshippers of the Wuhun Hall did not chase and kill him.
actually tried to kill a prince, but finally failed......
"Bamboo shoot hammer!" Tang Hao's eyes froze, and he stretched out his hand to summon his martial spirit.
Looking down at the two-meter hammer in his hand, Tang Hao waved it with great satisfaction, except for the hammer head like a bamboo shoot, the other feel of the hammer was similar to his Haotian hammer.
Tang Hao rushed out, the seventh soul ring on his body suddenly lit up, and the bamboo shoot hammer in his hand suddenly became more than a hundred times larger, and Bang knocked on Dai Mubai's head with a bang.
"Hiccup~" Dai Mubai, who was eating grass, burped, and a red breath erupted, and the powerful power was like a typhoon, immediately blowing Tang Hao out hundreds of meters away.
After the hiccup, Dai Mubai fell heavily to the ground, and his life passed quickly.
Dai Mubai was a little puzzled.
Isn't it just eating some grass? As for desperately grabbing it?